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Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Song.-On Chloris Being Ill
by Robert Burns Address To The WoodlarkHow Cruel Are The ParentsSong.-On Chloris Being Ill Tune-"Aye wauken O." Chorus—Long, long the night, Heavy comes the morrow While…How to Find Stuff on the Web
Ever filled a "Search" box and gotten back a whole lot of nothin'? With a few "tricks of the trade," you can make your Web searches really pay off. And find out what else you…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: XIV
Sonnet XIII Sonnet XV XIV Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck; And yet methinks I have astronomy, But not to tell of good or evil luck, Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons'…The White Stripes
The White Stripes were a blues-rock duo from Detroit, Michigan, made up of Jack White (guitar and vocals) and Meg White (drums). Stylish and savvy, they began playing together in 1997 and at first…Has anyone but John Hinckley gotten away with shooting a president?
The Question: John Hinckley just got done with all of his punishment for trying to assassinate Ronald Reagan. Has anybody else ever got away with trying to kill a president? Obviously Reagan didn't…Khandogya-Upanishad: Second Prapathaka, Twenty-first Khanda
1. The hinkara is the threefold knowledge, the prastava these three worlds, the udgitha Agni (fire), Vayu (air), and Aditya (sun), the pratihara the stars, the birds, and the rays, the nidhana the…The Pivot of Civilization: Education and Expression
Science the Ally Woman and the Future Education and Expression "Civilization is bound up with the success of that movement. The man who rejoices in it and strives to further…The Pivot of Civilization: Education and Expression
by Margaret Sanger Science the AllyWoman and the FutureEducation and Expression "Civilization is bound up with the success of that movement. The man who rejoices in it and…William Shakespeare: The Tempest, Epilogue
EpilogueProsperoNow my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, I must be here confined by you, Or sent to Naples. Let me not,…Walt Whitman: I Saw in Louisiana a Live-Oak Growing
I Saw in Louisiana a Live-Oak GrowingI saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing, All alone stood it and the moss hung down from the branches, Without any companion it grew there uttering joyous of…